Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 25: The Prelude of Clouds and Winds ([-])
At noon, the sun was shining in the sky. After lunch, Su Er didn't let Su Rao continue to practice calligraphy, but had a martial arts match with her.

Although Su Rao loses in every martial arts competition, she becomes more and more courageous as she fights.

Hearty.

The two competed, and if they lost, they would try again. Su Rao didn't stop until Yiying brought a message.

Because of the battle, his face was full of rouge.

Bright red color.

"Prince Dan Liang went to Prince Yun's Mansion, and sat with Prince Ji Yue for an hour, and he still hasn't left?"

Su Rao didn't quite believe her ears, and took the handkerchief Yisu handed over to wipe her face, but her eyes fell on Yiying.

For a moment, he looked at Su Er again.

"Second brother, do you think Yiying's news is true or false?"

Old Prince Yun has a son and a daughter. The son died nine years ago in the Great Qin King City, and the daughter married and kissed Danliang, and they haven't seen each other for many years.

It was rumored that the princess of Prince Yun's Mansion was the most beautiful woman in the entire Yunlang vassal state at that time, and the young talents who asked to marry her could circle the Yunlang vassal state for three times, and even her father had thought of marrying her.

But because the royal grandfather was very jealous of his father, fearing that once his father married Princess Yun, the entire Yunlang vassal state would become the power behind his father, so his father chose to marry a concubine whose status and status were not prominent, Only then did the royal grandfather feel at ease.

And Princess Yun was attracted by the third son of King Danliang at that time, who is now Emperor Danliang, the man who almost shot her to death with an arrow back then, and was attracted by his talents. The two fell in love at first sight.

At that time, Emperor Xuanye was in his prime, intending to recover the vassal states and unify the Great Qin Dynasty.

Yunlang and Danliang formed a marriage alliance, and the five princes and concubines of the Siamese vassals were also the princesses of the Danliang vassals, so the three major vassals became one, which made Emperor Xuanye extremely jealous.

Although the old prince Yun and his wife were reluctant to let their daughter marry so far away, but in the royal family, as the princess, this is her responsibility.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Princess Yun married the person she was in love with, and she was not forced. She left the Yunlang princes with joy in her heart, and now she is the most honorable Empress Yun in Danliang.

Rong Feng was the eldest son of her and Emperor Tanliang. They also conceived a second son, but unfortunately died at birth. Because of this incident, Empress Yun was not only injured, but also seriously ill.

Over the years, Emperor Danliang had invited famous doctors all over the place, so that she would not suffer from a serious illness when the wind blows, but because of her frail body, she couldn't travel in a car.

Since the founding of Yunlang, she has never been back once, and every time it was Rong Feng who came to greet Old Prince Yun and his wife on her behalf.

My daughter is unfilial and cannot come to visit her father, mother and concubine in person. She is ashamed of the kindness of her father and mother's upbringing, so she can only send my son here, and let him replace the unfilial daughter to kowtow to the two elders to show her filial piety.

Every year, Rong Feng would come to Yunlang, just to kowtow to his grandfather and grandmother instead of his mother, and show her filial piety.

Although this year is to congratulate Emperor Yu on his ascension to the throne, it is also for the five-year exchange of the Three Kingdoms, but it is also to visit the old prince Yun and his wife.

It's just that this time is a little different from the previous years. Rong Feng went to Yun Wang's mansion and sat with Ji Yue's son for an hour.

In recent years, besides the old prince Yun and his wife, the only person Jiyue would like to meet is Su Er. This time he actually met his cousin. The poems are elegant, and the breeze is in the middle, which is rare for half a day without silence.

Even if she hadn't seen that scene, Su Rao could still imagine it.

What kind of picture would it be if two gentlemen with the same elegance, one with a beautiful appearance and the other with a gentle gentleman's demeanor, discussed poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting together.

It's just a word 'beautiful', which cannot be perfectly interpreted at all.

But is this possible?
According to what she had heard about the prince Jiyue who was as noble as a banished immortal, would he be the one who shared poems and songs with Prince Rong Feng for half a day?

"The Jiyue I know probably won't, but it's not necessarily true."

Su Er's eyes were full of thought, and the ink handkerchief was handed to Su Han, his face still indifferent.

Not surprised.

"Second brother, you are not surprised at all, you are not surprised."

With Su Er like this, Su Rao really wanted to know what else could make her second cousin show other expressions besides indifference.

Of course, her anger over the 'Master Xiao' incident doesn't count.

Suddenly, Su Rao really thought of a person, one thing, forget it, mentioning that person in front of the second brother will definitely cause big trouble.

Su Er looked at Su Rao, took a breath, got up and left.

"Heal your wounds well."

Why was he surprised, Jiyue thought, he didn't feel surprised when he did anything.

Su Rao's face collapsed.

raise...injury...

She dug a hole for herself!
……

The breeze is in the middle.

It's not like what Yiying said about playing the flute and playing the piano, only poetic and elegant, only a table of go, two young masters who are indeed equally comfortable.

One person holds Nuanyu Baizi, the other holds Nuanyu Heizi, another draw.

Black and white, Panlong mediates, surrounds each other, and lets go of each other.

"I thought Cousin Jiyue didn't see me again this time."

One afternoon, Prince Rong Feng said the second sentence, and his warm voice felt warm like a spring breeze.

The first sentence was when he first met Prince Jiyue, he called his cousin.

The son of Jiyue put away the white sons, obviously he couldn't see him, but none of them made mistakes, and said with a smile: "Grandfather wants me to see my cousin, so I will."

Prince Rong Feng suddenly laughed, "Okay! After all, I met the rumored cousin, the son of Jiyue, who is beautiful and stunning. When I saw him today, I was a little ashamed. Compared with such a stunning appearance I am really ashamed to have the same name as my younger brother."

"My cousin underestimated himself."

Prince Jiyue got up and walked out of the chess room. Yuehua's robe was swaying with a gust of breeze, and the wide-sleeved robe floated in the air.

The white satin covering the eyes was also blown by the breeze and stuck to the pupils for a moment.

Prince Rong Feng came out, stroking the Crescent White Robe, smoothing out some wrinkles.

"It's not that I underestimate myself, but that I know myself."

As soon as the two of them left the chess room, the wind came again, they were supposed to be smiling, but at this moment, their eyebrows were slightly raised, although it was very light.

"My son, Prince Zhu Xianyi is here to visit, the old prince has asked Uncle Yun to bring him here."

Prince Jiyue turned his head to the direction Yun Feng was speaking in, and walked into the moon room for a moment. He didn't show any displeasure or dissatisfaction with Old Prince Yun's arbitrariness.

It was just that a sudden gust of wind blew the bamboo forest not far away.

Bamboo leaves fall.

"It seems that there may be some excitement in Qingfeng Juzhong today."

Prince Rong Feng said nothing, turned his eyes to the direction of the bamboo forest, saw the fallen leaves flying, took a breath, followed Prince Jiyue into the moon room, the room for hospitality, this was the first time getting along with Prince Jiyue like this, but he didn't seem a bit unfamiliar, Sit down and pour yourself a cup of tea.

"Prince Yi of the Siam Kingdom mostly wants to compete with his cousin in martial arts. The cousin's book 'War Strategy', the essence of military strategy, only three strategies of empty city, anti-interference, and chain have already amazed the Three Kingdoms, let alone the whole world. Policy, the Siamese countries have always been warlike, and Prince Yi is here..."

Stop talking, no more words.

The person sitting across from him was so exquisite and penetrating that he didn't need to say much.

Jiyue Shizi sipped his tea, his movements were graceful, his whole body was as light as water, yet moving like clouds, the feeling of being surrounded by clouds and mist, even if he was sitting beside him, he felt melodious and profound, even if he stretched out his hand, he couldn't feel it.

The four sons of them all said that Prince Yi, who belongs to the Siam kingdom the most, should not be close to strangers, cool and indifferent, but he felt that his cousin was even more distant from strangers, and was not hindered by the coldness within three feet of Prince Yi. It's his own sense of being thousands of miles away from others.

Just like the clouds and mist in the sky, you can clearly see it, but you can’t touch it, and the morning breeze, you can clearly feel it, but you can never grasp it.

After a short while, there was a faint coolness in Qingfengju.

With a cold.

Siam Yi Chi Shao walked into the moon room following the wind and clouds.

The moon room, the whiteness of the moonlight, the color of the moonlight that Jiyue Shizi likes, is also the color of the cloud, white, but not completely vulgar white, but the kind of white with color, which is also the luster cast by the bright moon.

A screen reflecting the pool and holding the moon blocked the black figure who walked into the moon room. Looking through the screen, the tall body was straight and straight.

Not burly, but slender and tangible.

"Prince Yi, please." Yunfeng walked to the moon-lanning screen, did not continue to go in, but raised his hand, making a gesture of asking, although he was the follower of Jiyue Shizi, he was not humble at all, and his face was faint The smile is not the feeling of smiling like a tiger before.

On what occasion, to whom, what expression, what behavior to do, it has long been a habit and nature for Yunfeng.

Unlike Yunling, he has other expressions besides treating Prince Jiyue. At other times, his expression is always cold and indifferent.

Almost facial paralysis.

(End of this chapter)